Nightmare Light

Chapter 53 I’m going too
Two hundred years after death.

When these words came out, the people around, including Lin Wang, were stunned for a moment, and then they realized the amount of information contained in this sentence.

"Two hundred years after his death...how old is he now?" Old Joe frowned.

"At least two hundred years old—theoretically."

"During the Three Emperors era?! Living until now?!" Old Qiao's expression was even more shocked. "Even the saints of the temple couldn't live this long!"

"People have no vitality after death! How can he borrow life from his dead self!" Tian Taozi screamed.

"Because these guys have already mastered the concept of 'time'..." Lin Wang whispered, then suddenly changed the subject, "No, that's not the crux of the matter."

"What?" The others didn't understand.

"The key point is, since he is so old... it means that they have mastered this technology at least two hundred years ago." Lin Wang's gaze slowly moved to the unconscious member of the Mist Clan, and he spoke slowly.

Everyone in the room felt the temperature drop suddenly.

At that moment, everyone felt a chill running down their spine.

"This group of weird guys actually mastered a weird ability for more than two hundred years?!" Tian Taozi exclaimed in shock.

"And they are very likely to have contact with the cultists of the Dawn and Dusk Clan." Lin Wang said.

"That's even scarier now!"

"Everyone, today's interrogation ends here. Thank you both... and thank you Brother Lin for your help." Old Qiao said in a hurried tone, turned around and strode out. "I'll send a brother to escort you out. I have something urgent to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

"Wait a minute." Lin Wang called out to the Light Chaser's deputy leader, "Old Qiao, where are you going?"

"Today's intelligence is very important. I must organize a new fog exploration as soon as possible!" Old Joe replied quickly.

"Can you take me with you?"

"Can you...what did you say?"

"I want to go too." Lin Wang said again, his tone gentle but his attitude firm, "I want to go and take a look in the fog."

In the past, there were some scenes in the memories of the Mist Tribe that really concerned me...

"You must be joking! You can't go!" Old Joe was shocked and shook his head repeatedly, "This is not part of the plan!"

"What does this have to do with plans?" Lin Wang looked puzzled. "You love making plans so much, so you should have a backup plan, right?"

"I do have more than 20 backup plans, but I didn't..." Old Joe muttered mid-sentence, then suddenly came to his senses, "Who could have anticipated something so sudden!"

"That's perfect. Forget all your bad plans and let's make a new one."

"No, no!" Old Qiao was obviously anxious, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. "You... I mean, it's very dangerous in the fog. If it weren't for the lay master..."

"But I am already a lay master." Lin Wang said.

"That's right!" Tian Taozi glared at Lao Qiao, "Why do you have such a bad memory?"

"But there's no precedent for this! This isn't a trip..." Old Joe looked anxious and banged his head hard. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "That's right! It's very dangerous in the fog! You have to be very strong to go!"

"Then isn't Lin Wang more suitable? He even beat up the evil god summoned by the Blood Cult."

"...No, that's not right! There's no such rule!" Old Joe became even more anxious. "There's never been...Oh, right! I figured it out!"

He slapped his thigh hard: "You are not an official! But this is a military operation! Military operations must be conducted by official personnel!"

Then he saw Lin Wang take out his cell phone, make a call, and turn on the hands-free function in front of him.

Jiang Shanjun's cold, clear voice rang out from the other end of the line: "Jiang Shanjun, Public Security Bureau, what can I do for Mr. Lin?" Old Qiao's mouth dropped open. Calling the head of the Public Security Bureau's most mysterious Section 6? And so casually?
"Look, I want to follow the Light Chasing Corps deeper into the fog, but Deputy Captain Qiao... I'm on speakerphone right now, so go ahead."

After saying that, Lin Wang turned the phone around and faced Lao Qiao.

"Hello, Deputy Captain Qiao. I'm from Section 6 of the Public Security Bureau. I'm Jiang Shanjun. Mr. Lin Wang is a specially commissioned detective from our bureau, and his identity is confirmed. Also, we have a case that requires an in-depth investigation into the fog... Please provide Detective Lin with the necessary investigation and protection, if necessary."

"..." Old Qiao was stunned. After seven or eight seconds, he nodded with gritted teeth. When he nodded, Lin Wang could even see the veins on his forehead. "Light Chaser, received. All of our forces will cooperate!"

Lin Wang hung up the phone and was about to put his phone away when the message sound rang and a text message was sent to his phone.

"After returning, I will sync the information with the Sixth Department - Jiang."

Then there was another sound.

"be careful."

Lin Wang smiled and put his phone away. He looked up and saw the fat man looking at him with a conflicted expression and gnashing teeth, as if he was "angry but not too angry."

"Deputy Captain Qiao." His expression became serious.

"Don't say anything. Since I promised, I will definitely do it. I will take you there." Old Qiao returned to the cold silence of a soldier, saluted Lin Wang with a meticulous attitude.

"No, you don't understand what I mean." Lin Wang interrupted him.

Under the gazes of Old Joe, the medical sergeant, and Tian Taozi, he spoke in a calm and gentle tone, but with an irrefutable firmness:
"Forget my identity as a layman, forget my identity as a detective... and all my titles. From now on, I will speak to you as an ordinary person."

Lin Wang said: "Even if I have nothing and am just an ordinary person, I am still qualified to participate in your action - I can communicate with the people of the Mist Tribe."

After hearing Lin Wang's words, Qiao Zhiyuan was silent for a moment. After a few seconds, he took a breath and regained his composure. He picked up the communicator and said in a very serious tone, "Three minutes, regimental staff plan, I need a new plan."

After ending the communication, the three of them walked out of the prison.

When they reached the prison gate, Lin Wang and Tian Taozi were about to get on the car when a messenger ran over, saluted Lao Qiao, and then said to Lin Wang and Tian Taozi:

"You two, the leader invites you."

"Captain? Why is he causing trouble?" Old Joe glared.

"But this is indeed the commander's order..."

Lin Wang heard something strange in Lao Qiao's words and was about to ask, but Tian Taozi said in a dissatisfied tone, "Lao Qiao, how can you treat your regiment commander like this! Doesn't this act like a soldier?"

While speaking, he patted Old Joe's shoulder hard.

"Hey, you don't know, the old man, the captain... Forget it, follow me, I'll take you to see the captain."

Out of curiosity, the three of them got into the car.

A short time later, they pulled up in front of a separate, one-story building.

But this is not a military building. It looks more like a rural bungalow where ordinary people live.

But outside the building, there are more than a dozen guardhouses and watchtowers, arranged in a staggered manner, with the muzzles of their guns facing inward, aimed at this bungalow.

"Your commander lives here? The famous commander of the Light-Chasing Legion?" Tian Taozi shouted in shock before getting out of the car.

Old Joe said nothing, just staring at the building in silence. After the car came to a complete stop, he spoke softly.

"Yes, the captain lives here."

(End of this chapter)